Once A Mighty King Was He
So Odd Within Himself
Notice Taken Small ~ Of His Queen Did He
Nor The Depth Of Loyalty She Felt..
And With Reason Not Of Why,
Finding Humor In Odd Things,
Threw His Sweet Bird Into The Depth Of The Sky
Just To See If She Would Sing..
But Alas Her Ruby Brown Chest Fell Silent
When Storm Clouds Of His Own Making Swallowed Her
~ Complete ~
Wept He Did At His Loss Of Love’s Music
~ As Sunset Hued Plumes Drifted Down Upon His Feet. . .
He Who Knows, Smiles. He Who Smiles, Never Really Knew…
Luv, Me. . .
by Queen P. . .‚Â